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- "Thought-stretching... Somewhat reminds me of Frankenstein, but I'm sure it's not suppose to. Great piece, regardless, metaphor."
Posted by Unknown on "Big Monsters" by metaphormachine
- "a metamorphosis into deconstructed bliss ... ectoplasm and ecstasy ... that is strangely beautiful ... interconnected , as we are ( life ) ...thanks for sharing it ..."
Posted by kinkifrog on "Deep Butterflykiss" by metaphormachine
- "Yepp, my beloved yellow bench ... I love this place ... especially in spring and early summer ...
For a while was this location my personal mind factory ... an inspirational example to wind down and as a new beginning ... to start in a new colourful lifetime ..."
Posted by metaphormachine on "On the Yellow Bench" by metaphormachine
- "Hmmm...I love mead. Ain't had it in years. Good way of wrangling my inner Viking. This is one shrewd work, mm, & led me to reading about Ganesha & Susano-o...I was tying these themes into your poem. Down into a strange soil digs this one...with its prophecy-in-poetry, stormgod-seeking, & obstacle-clearing. There's no need for rationality here, nor logic...this is poetry. I like the way your writing presents itself. Always a worthwhile offering. "Emporer & Clown/one single wisp of fog/nearly by a crown/an old immortal grump/satyr play"...this is a stunning stanza for me...I saw myself cavorting about the woods, scratching poems in the dirt, laughing at the fool & king that simultaneously meet death. A cryptic view yet so eloquently wrought. Thanks for the visions..."
Posted by Unknown on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "My charming, enchanting sweetie, I have 280 poems in 15 volumes of poetry as a concept listed. My not jointed together works which are not in a concept not counting that also have a high number ... Therefore, the poems are numbered because the books accordingly have many pages ... There is no numbering here at DP. Understood, my dear? Much love for you, critic ... :)"
Posted by metaphormachine on "Hopeful Leaves" by metaphormachine
- "This is a sweet read, fitting name, and very true last lines. "when we unearthed what we performed" - brilliant key statement, love it. I look forward to reading more of your work - XXOO"
Posted by Nehema on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "Thanks FB, very nice! Sparkling is a creative word anyway ... I think. I once sang in a band and in the concept of my lyrics, there was a main character named Jason Spark. That was also the name of the band. Since then, I like everything in connection with "spark" ... Good setting and idea, exploring and research on your part and of yourself to break the reader ..."
Posted by metaphormachine on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "So much more depth to your poem, like a level under a level, a dream within a dream, a story of a story....... Thank you south for sharing this myth / legend I knew nothing about . X "
Posted by Stephanie Sideways on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "I mean mead, wine from honey. The Mead from The Mead of Poetry is a drink of the Nordic gods, the Æsir. According to legend, it goes like this: At the end of the war between the Æsir and Vanir, sealed all the gods their truce by spitting into a tall glass. Instead of wasting the saliva, the gods decided to mold it into a man. His name was Kvasir and he was steeped in the knowledge of the Nine Worlds, so he was so famous, with its ability to answer people's questions. No one could ask him a question to which he did not know the answer.
Then Kvasir was killed by two dwarfs. The dwarves let him bleed out and contained the blood in two large jars and a cauldron. To the blood they added honey, which formed the divine mead. Anyone who drank it was a wise man or a poet.
I do not drink, so it's time to see the poem again figuratively. I had a phase in my life where I drank, so I also know the power or bane of alcohol and its effect on creativity. To some degree this may be helpful ... but sometime not anymore ...
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Posted by metaphormachine on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "Mead; an sweet alcoholic drink or a meadow, or drinking a sweet alcoholic drink in a beautiful meadow! Well I came into poetry back to front and sideways and am zigzagging my way backwards, to see how we got here. The greats are calling to me, but I am glad I came in this way, listening to my own muse. Now my little musings want to party hard and absorb herself in this world. She is trouble. She gives me a run for my money. She drinks anything she fancies and is hungry. I love this poem coz it made me splurt out where I think I sit amounts all this wonderful wordy stuff at the moment . Looking forward to more new stuff honey!!!!! "
Posted by Stephanie Sideways on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "...this is profound, well worded. the repetition of 'sparkling' in the same line is a notable device. I've explored the idea of a poem attempting to break the reader, & thus itself being broken in retaliation..."
Posted by FadedBlues on "The Mead of Poetry" by metaphormachine
- "Lovely darling. so poem 25? you have a goal of some sort or a number of poems to write? maybe i missed it. lol. ill have to go check,much love."
Posted by Devilish on "Hopeful Leaves" by metaphormachine
- "Oh, thanks, that's sweet of you, my dear ... & I appreciate you very much too. Hm, I'm a little unsure what do you mean with comments ... my poems?! But thanks for your reading & comment ... I'm very honored, sweet pretty dear! Much love, critic ... :)"
Posted by metaphormachine on "Waited For One Hour to Solero" by metaphormachine
- "Solero was written at a time, in the early summer, as I have often sat here on a bench near where I have a look around here in my residential area. It was a time of many changes. Solero stands for the sun, where I sat for an hour and a person who will pick me up for a new period of my life. Therefore you could speak of odd thoughts, yes, FB!? Thanks again for your reading & comment! :)"
Posted by metaphormachine on "Waited For One Hour to Solero" by metaphormachine
- "I saw an ocean, to travel across, literally, or as an obstacle. This is because of sea horses and fish mentioned, giving impression of movement and fluidity. The idea of spreading far and wide Also, making people notice by use of the word fanfare, but also linking the idea of fanning wings....... fluttering, a sort of ripple effect, spreading. . wings are a reflecting of each other , and contemporaneous gives the impression that this is happening all over, reflected all over the country or even world. So I conclude it is about the spreading of an idea/ ideal / movement. As the butterfly is rather dull and live on scrubland, the movement or belief being spread may not be all that pretty, as it were.???? Or it could simply be about the adventures of a butterfly called Edith. :-) x x x"
Posted by Stephanie Sideways on "Edith's Marbled White" by metaphormachine
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